His stomach was still growling with hunger. After shaking off a stick of incense, Lin Zhao poked his head out of bed and took a closer look at the empty home. Everything was as before. The strange sword must have been left in Tianchi.
Come on, it's okay.
He got out of bed, wore a pair of cloth shoes with his toes exposed and went straight to the yard. He looked around in anticipation of getting a bite to eat. He saw a huge jujube tree in the yard. From his previous memory, he knew that this jujube tree was
The ones left by his father have been growing for many years, and they produce many sweet dates every year during the mature season. After drying, these dates become an important source of food for Lin Zhao, or they can be sold and subsidized.
For a little household income, it can be said that this jujube tree played an important role in Xiao Lin Zhao's life from the age of seven to fourteen this year.
Unfortunately, the season is wrong now. In the hot summer, the dates on the trees are still green and very small, making them inedible.
…
He walked out of the yard and came to the street. This street was called a back street by the people in the town. There were people from all walks of life, but most of them were people from poor backgrounds, farmers, or hunters.
, or people who do odd jobs for the Tianchi Army. In short, everyone is trying their best to survive.
"Lin Zhao!"
Not far away, a tall, sunny-looking man walked over.
Guo Dongyang.
A name popped up in Lin Zhao's mind. It was too familiar. This Guo Dongyang was Lin Zhao's best playmate in the town. He was three years older than Lin Zhao. Both of them were orphans, but Guo Dongyang had many ideas and ideas.
Lin Zhao has lived a prosperous life since he was a child. Almost all Lin Zhao's skills such as fishing, archery, trapping rabbits, and catching fish in cages were taught by Guo Dongyang. Now Guo Dongyang has been requisitioned by the Tianchi Army for his skillful skills in making bows and arrows.
Now he is a serious bow maker and earns a lot of money.
Guo Dongyang walked along, swaying, as if he was still as lazy as the big boy in the small town. He was carrying a fishing rod made of green bamboo in his right hand, and in his left hand he was carrying a string of fish, crucian carp, and white carp strung with willow sticks.
There are fish, yellow-bone fish, etc. The fish tails are dangling, which is very attractive. In addition, there are a few steamed buns and a bottle of wine.
"Is the party open today?" Guo Dongyang asked.
"without……"
Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not very lucky today, the previous food reserves have been eaten up again."
"Okay, okay."
Guo Dongyang laughed, handed over the fish, wine and steamed buns in his hand, and said: "Hurry up and make a fire, burn the fish, I will have a drink with you, and I will go to the army again in a while."
"okay!"
Lin Zhao was not polite. He treated Guo Dongyang as an older brother since he was a child. Naturally, Guo Dongyang was also very good to him, so he lit a fire in the kitchen to cook fish. After a while, the aroma filled the air. The two of them sat on a tree stump in the yard.
Sit down at the sawn wooden table, with a plate of fish, a plate of steamed buns, and a bottle of wine.
Lin Zhao was so hungry that he cooked a steamed bun in a few seconds. When he ate fish, he felt like he had tasted the most delicious food in the world.
"I'm going to work in the Tianchi Army soon."
Guo Dongyang smiled slightly, took a sip of wine and said: "Recently, the monsters and demons in the north are ready to move again. Commander Chu has issued a conscription order. In the next period of time, the consumption of bows and arrows in the army will be quite huge, so I may
I won’t be able to come back for a long time. When I finish making bows and arrows, I have to help transport them. You, you..."
With helplessness in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Can I take care of myself?"
Lin Zhao was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Yes!"
"That's fine."
Guo Dongyang pointed to the green bamboo fishing rod not far away and said with a smile: "The fishing rod, fishing line and fishhook are all for you. The weather will get hot soon. There is nothing to say, just live well."
Lin Zhao raised his head: "Guo Dongyang, don't worry, I will live well. I am no longer the same person I was yesterday."
Guo Dongyang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand. Then he smiled, took another sip of wine, and stopped eating. He stood up and patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder, saying: "Okay, I'll leave first. We can meet again in a month at the earliest."
, If it’s too late, I don’t know when, I hope I don’t meet the demon clan, otherwise my head may not have the chance to drink again~~~”
Lin Zhao nodded: "You have to be careful."
"Um."
Guo Dongyang left in a hurry, and Lin Zhao looked at the food on the table and knew what Guo Dongyang was doing. In fact, to put it bluntly, Guo Dongyang kept all the food for himself and only drank a few sips of wine. When he left Tianchi
Ling, it's freezing outside, what's the use of a few sips of wine.
…
For this meal, Lin Zhao did not dare to eat completely. He only ate half a steamed bun and half a plate of fish. The remaining food was put into the wooden bucket used for fetching water. Then he put the wooden bucket into the well water and covered it.
Manhole covers, the children of the poor have long been in charge, knowing that the bottom of the well is cold, and the food in summer can only be kept fresh by this method, otherwise it will go rancid early the next morning.
He secretly planned that he could no longer go to Tianchi to dig pine inkstone tomorrow, and had to find a new way of living!
Go to bed early tonight and recuperate your energy. It’s time to make a good living tomorrow!
He closed the door and turned to go home, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly couldn't move anymore, as if he had seen a ghost, because right behind him, an ancient sword was suspended in the air, the tip of the sword and
The ground was about ten centimeters away, as if staring at Lin Zhao with wide eyes!
"ah!?"
Lin Zhao had never seen such a weird thing before. He quickly took half a step back and gritted his teeth: "You, you, you... what kind of monster are you? Why are you pestering me? Is it okay if I am wrong?"
Gu Jian seemed to understand what he said. With a "swish" sound, he flew forward about one meter and continued to approach Lin Zhao. Suddenly the young man became even more panicked and rolled and crawled on the ground to avoid him. Seeing his appearance, Gu Jian
It seemed a little disappointed, and fell to the ground with a "clack", like a worthless fire stick.
Lin Zhao flew up, picked up the ancient sword and threw it from the courtyard wall.
"Done!"
He clapped his hands and planned to go back to the house to sleep again, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a chill down his spine again. Sure enough, the ancient sword quietly appeared behind him again, looking straight at him.
"It's not over, is it?"
The Mud Bodhisattva was still angry, so Lin Zhao instantly got up and kicked him hard, causing the ancient sword to fly out of the wall again.
Lin Zhao turned around and walked again. After a few steps, he felt a chill behind him. When he looked back, he saw that it had followed him, and he didn't know how.
Gu Jian "looked" at the young man, seemingly even more disappointed, and lay flat on the ground with a "snap" sound again.
"..."
Lin Zhao was confused and remembered what happened on Tianchi. Although a hand came out of this sword and knocked Zhao Jin unconscious, it did not attack him after all, right? This means that this ancient sword is not hostile to him.
, and what does it mean to follow it all the way from Tianchi to home? Gradually, two words emerged in Lin Zhao's mind.
Recognize the Lord!
That's right, there is really no other possibility besides identifying the owner of the ancient sword!
At this moment, Lin Zhao cheered, stepped forward and held the ancient sword in his arms, but he was a little panicked and laughed: "In this case, I have to ask for advice for the rest of my life!"
The ancient sword trembled a little, as if it was trying to shake off goosebumps all over its body.
…
Lin Zhao was holding the sword. Before he could return to the house, there was a knock on the door.
"Lin Zhao, open the door!"
It's an adult's voice.
When Lin Zhao opened the door, he saw a sturdy middle-aged man holding a heavy bag in his hand. Behind him was Zhao Jin, who was bruised and bruised. Lin Zhao recognized him at a glance. This was Zhao Tai, a blacksmith in the back street.
One, Zhao Jin’s father, who was later recruited to serve as a blacksmith in the Tianchi Army, is back now?
"Is this the sword?"
Zhao Tai stared at the ancient sword in Lin Zhao's arms with a somewhat suspicious look on his face. He turned to look at Zhao Jin: "Jin'er, did you make a mistake? This sword looks like a pile of rusty iron. It's really worth taking.
Produce so much flour?”
"father!"
Zhao Jin frowned: "Believe me, this sword is definitely unusual. As long as you can get it, it may bring great blessings to our Zhao family. We must get it!"
"knew."
Zhao Tai turned to look at Lin Zhao again, raised the bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, I know you dug up a handful of scrap copper and iron, but it must be of no use. Here, I took ten kilograms of flour from your aunt.
, let you take advantage of it. These ten kilograms of flour are exchanged for the scrap metal in your hand, which will save you from starvation for ten days and a half. What do you think?"
Although he spoke nicely, his eyes were full of glare, as if as long as Lin Zhao shook his head, he would immediately trample this poor boy into the mud.
Lin Zhaojian frowned. Firstly, he had just confirmed that this ancient sword was an act of "recognizing its owner". Secondly, he had struggled to survive in the small town until today. In fact, what he hated most was being threatened by others.
"No change."
The young man shook his head and said, "Uncle Zhao, I want to keep this sword as a family heirloom."
"Hahahahaha~~~"
Zhao Tai laughed loudly and almost shed tears. He had already concluded that the sword was really scrap metal, and Lin Zhao must have gone crazy with hunger, so he sneered and said: "That's it? A family heirloom?
Okay, Lin Zhao, you can keep it if you want, and our Zhao family won't take away anyone's love."
With that said, he turned around and said: "Jin'er, go home!"
"But...Dad!"
"Walk!"
"yes……"
Zhao Jin was reluctant to leave and followed his father.
…
Lin Zhao held the sword tightly, fearing that Zhao Tai would snatch it away.
Back in the house, Lin Zhao looked at the sword carefully again. He held the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other. He tried hard to pull out the long sword, but found that it was motionless and could not be pulled out at all. He sighed and this
The sword is inherently weird, so it doesn't seem strange that it can't be pulled out.
That night, Lin Zhao no longer dared to be careless. He placed the ancient sword under his pillow and fell asleep with the ancient sword on his pillow. In his dream, he saw a white light floating in the ancient sword, soaring in the yard.
In the winding, white light, he seemed to see a crystal clear white dragon.
This white dragon was extremely beautiful. After flying in the yard for a while, it turned into a white light and fell in front of the window. In the white light, a pair of slender feet walked out. A white skirt fluttered under it, and a woman in white with a peerless appearance appeared.
Appeared in front of Lin Zhao.
Her whole body was radiant, and she looked at Lin Zhao with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "Do you recognize me as your master? Should I recognize you as your master, or you should recognize me as your master, have you thought clearly?"